Dressed As the Villain’s Mother

Why are the children passing by her all looking at her and whispering something to their parents?

When there were fewer people, Si Tian called out: “Ji Zhile.”

Ji Zhile walked towards her with a small school bag on his back. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, the corners of his mouth still twitched. It was easy to guess what the child was thinking.

“Mother Ji Zhile.” A little girl’s voice sounded beside Si Tian.

Si Tian lowered her head and saw a familiar little girl. Si Tian still vaguely remembered that this little girl was the little girl she complained to Ji Zhile about when she first came to pick up Ji Zhile.

She smiled: “Hello, little friend.”

The little girl said seriously: “I admit that you are the most beautiful mother in the kindergarten.”

Si Tian:?

Why can’t she understand this?

“But my mother is also very beautiful and she is the prettiest in my heart.”

The little girl turned her head and said to Ji Zhile who had just walked beside them, “Ji Zhile, you can also wait and see my mother.”

Ji Zhile said: “I don’t want it, I want to go home.”

He got what he wanted. He was in a good mood and waved his hand: “Goodbye, Xiaoya.”

Ji Zhile walked beside Si Tian ​​and quietly stretched out his hand. He raised his head to look at her mother, puffed up her cheeks, and quietly retracted it.

Why doesn’t Mom hold his hand? If she doesn’t hold hands, she doesn’t count as picking him up. Ji Zhile is embarrassed to say that he is still angry with his mother now. He should not be as easy to coax as before, or his mother will change back soon.

Ji Zhile could only pinch the strap of his schoolbag angrily.

Si Tian looked down at Ji Zhile several times. As soon as she got in the car, Ji Zhile sat by the window with his lips pouted, away from her.

Si Tian squinted her eyes. She had already figured out why those children always looked at her when they walked past her just now and why the little girl said something like that.

“Ji Zhile.”

Ji Zhile gave a proud “hmm”.

“Are you asking me to wear a skirt today to compare with the kindergarten children whose mother is the most beautiful?”

Ji Zhile: “That’s not it!”

He was just helping his mother get back her original title. There was no comparison, it was a fact.

As Si Tian grew up, she hadn’t compared her appearance with anyone so clearly. Without her knowing it, she would have to educate Ji Zhile and tell him not to be vain when he was a child.

But she was a little guilty because of what happened last night and this guilt made Si Tian continue to maintain a good temper, so she only said: “Don’t do this next time.”

Ji Zhile moved his fingers on the schoolbag, tilted his head to look at her quietly, and said, “You came to pick me up today, but you didn’t hold me.”

Si Tian: “What?”

Ji Zhile quietly held her hand, blinked, and did not speak.

Si Tian could not help laughing and held Ji Zhile’s little hand: “Say it straight what you want.”

At that time, she was thinking about the strange behavior of the children, but she did not think too much.

Ji Zhile snorted softly, quietly closed his fingers, and clenched his little finger tightly.

When they arrived at the gate of the elementary school, the car stopped and Ji Ningyi was already waiting for them. As soon as the car door opened, Si Tian said, “We are late, how long has Ningyi been waiting?”

Ji Ningyi said: “I have just finished school.”

He sat next to Si Tian, ​​took off his school bag, and put it beside him. He straightened his waist and sat upright, but he caught a glimpse of his mother and Zhile holding hands from the corner of his eye.

Ji Ningyi pursed his lips and quietly exerted a little force with his hands on his knees.

At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder and the familiar warmth approached him.

He was surprised, looked up, and saw his mother’s smiling face: “Did anything interesting happen to Ningyi at school today?”

Ji Ningyi thought about it hard: “The teacher said that tomorrow he will check the homework on the Chinese books and many students are still making up for it.”

“Then have you made it up?”

Ji Ningyi shook his head: “I’ve already done it.”

“Then, Ningyi must be liked by many teachers at school.”

Being praised, Ji Ning gave a shy smile.

He turned his head slightly to one side and lightly touched his mother’s shoulder.

Zhile held hands with his mother and her mother was also willing to hug him.

After returning home, Ji Zhile said that he wanted to eat noodles, which agreed to in the morning.

Si Tian said: “Auntie has prepared a lot of dishes tonight, do you want to eat noodles another day?”

She was discussing it with Ji Zhile. But in Ji Zhile’s eyes, this meant that his mother would not let him eat noodles.

“No, I want to eat today and at night. You promised me!” Ji Zhile resolutely defended his rights.

Si Tian can only say: “Okay.”

She gave Ji Zhile a chance and fully respected the child’s ideas.

Ji Zhile was satisfied, so he wanted to try the delicious noodles that Xiao Yuan said. But he insisted on eating them when his mother refused to let him eat them.

Auntie cooked a bowl for him and put it in the bowl. The soup is golden yellow, the noodles are white, and two emerald green vegetable leaves are covered on it, which looks pretty.

Ji Zhile picked up the chopsticks enthusiastically. Although he was not very skilled in using them, he ate very seriously.

Although Ji Zhile did not find it very delicious, he still wanted to try it if his good friend had eaten it.

Just after eating a few mouthfuls, Ji Zhile saw Auntie serving the prepared food on the table.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, crystal shrimp, steamed fish, big lobster, roast duck…

Ji Zhile’s eyes straightened and then he looked at the noodles in his bowl. The taste suddenly disappeared in his mouth.

The whole family sat together, only Ji Zhile was eating noodles. He looked at the meat on the table, swallowed spinelessly, and poked the noodles with his chopsticks.

Finally, Ji Zhile plucked up the courage to change the spoon, then slowly stretched out the spoon, and scooped up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Realizing that his mother was looking at him, Ji Zhile said eloquently, “I’ll finish eating the noodles together, so there’s no waste.”

Si Tian nodded: “Okay.”

Ji Zhile cheerfully started eating ribs, then lobster, broth…

Auntie made it so delicious, Ji Zhile touched his belly at last, and put down the spoon reservedly.

But there was still more than half of the noodles left in the bowl. Ji Zhile remembered what he said just now and took another bite with his chopsticks very firmly.

The noodles became mushy after they became soft. Ji Zhile frowned and swallowed them reluctantly, refusing to eat anymore.

He was a little entangled. The noodles were not like KFC. KFC still tasted delicious when reheated the next day, but the noodles were different. Ji Zhile did not want to keep it for the next meal.

He thought for a while and said to Si Tian, ​​”Mom, I forgive you.”

Hearing Ji Zhile’s words suddenly, Si Tian felt a little funny and touched for a moment. Ji Zhile is so easy to coax, he can be coaxed in one meal. He is still a child after all.

“Thank you,” she said.

Ji Zhile blinked: “Then can I not eat the leftover noodles?”